#no like even if i Do want a kid i can just ??? adopt ?????????

[celestiamour]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ no one has to know what we do ]❜

ft. cho sang-woo x f! reader — squid game

╰₊✧ you lay in bed with your dad’s best friend after a night of passion┊1.3k words

contains: slight smut!! dom sang-woo & sub reader┊age gap (reader is early 20s & sang-woo’s early 40s), (adopted) dad’s best friend trope, purposeful seduction, one-night stands, unprotected piv (don’t do anything the reader does, this is fiction & unrealistic, stay safe), creampie, biting, smoking, 

➤ author's note: i was thinking about this man all night, i’m not kidding, i’m doing it again tongiht too because he’s so fine idc if he’s evil, i wanna fuck him not fix him

it’s nearly four in the morning on another cold winter’s night with nothing but a yellow-tinted bedside lamp illuminating the room, completely silent aside from the rustling of the blanket from your movement. you sigh softly and nestle closer to the man lying flat on his back for more of the addicting warmth radiating off his body, your face nuzzling into the crook of his shoulder and your legs entangling with his. he doesn’t pull away like you expected him to, just takes another drag on his cigarette and ignores you for the most part with the weight of the past few hours— the weight of the sins he committed tonight— pressing into his mind.

you, on the other hand, were all soft smiles and feeling content as if you just crossed off an accomplishment on the top of your bucket list. for a situation that could ruin both of your lives if discovered, it certainly feels blissful and freeing to finally fuck the man you’ve been dreaming about almost religiously ever since you came back home from university for the holidays a week ago. you have no idea how you’ve never met him until now when you’ve heard so much about him, but perhaps it was better that way when your thoughts were less than innocent. 

despite being middle-aged, he was still very handsome with intelligent albeit weary eyes which seemed to hide some sort of darkness to them. you found yourself studying him from afar, noticing him not wearing a wedding ring and making no mention of a family other than his mother, so you quickly made up your mind that you were going to fuck him before going back to school. it’s not like you had anything better to do anyway.

it actually didn’t take much to seduce him surprisingly: accidental eye contact filled with longing, lingering touches when you handed him his chilled cheap beer, careful actions and words to play up your sex appeal— it reminded you that most men are the same even if the stoic cho sang-woo was older and prided himself in his cunning mind, starved for affection with wandering eyes that frequently followed beneath the hem of your skirt. he looked at you behind his glasses with distrust and tried to act indifferent towards you in front of gi-hun, probably already suspicious about your intentions, but you could already see him drinking up your appearance in your cute little outfit as he downed another bottle. this little game was one you knew well and you always won in the end, there has yet to be anyone you wanted who couldn’t resist you and he certainly wasn’t going to be the first.

he stayed the night in the guest bedroom because it was already dark out, your former room which was converted after you moved out (sometimes it was rented out for extra cash), and at the strike of midnight, you knocked on the door and presented yourself to him seeking his comfort for an unspecified reason with slightly teary doe eyes. it was clear that you didn’t disturb him from his slumber and that he was already awake, visibly restless, and maybe even stressed. it doesn’t take a genius to figure out what was bothering him so much. he was hesitant to let you in at first, as any good man would, but his resolve crumbled after seeing how beautiful you looked in the dim light (not like it wasn’t already a breeze away from collapsing after the alcohol). it’s surprising what a little silk nightgown can do with the thin straps threatening to slip off your shoulders, the short hem revealing your soft thighs, your perk nipples straining through the thin fabric, and how small and vulnerable you looked shivering in your lack of clothes.

“you shouldn’t be here at this time.”

“are you going to turn me away?”

still, even if it all went according to plan, he’s not in love with you. you don’t think he is anyway. you don’t expect him to be. would you like him to be in love with you? it might put the aching loneliness at ease even if it won’t make it disappear entirely. he’s a man old enough to be your father after all, he’s a man who grew up with your father and considered him to be a close friend. is this how you thank your father for taking you in and sharing what little he had with you? by seducing and sleeping with his best friend? 

in all honestly, though, he certainly fucked like he was in love with you— like you two were the last two souls on this earth. he was a lot more pent up than you anticipated, or a lot more lonely, trusting into you so deeply one would think he was trying to reach your empty heart as you clawed at his back leaving red rivers of scratched skin. you barely even needed any prep for his size with how soaked you were, evident with a wet patch on your underwear which he teased before throwing it to be forgotten on the floor along with all your other clothes. 

it was difficult to keep the sinful sounds of sex to a minimum, skin against skin with moans slipping from your mouth and groans from his. he had to resort to covering your mouth with his large palm to shut you up and bit into your collarbone leaving his mark on you, finally finishing inside of you in his haze before using his fingers to help you reach your orgasm and embarrassing you for once by staring intently at how the mix of your arousals dripped all over his hand.

“when are you leaving for university?”

“why, are you going to miss me when i’m gone?”

“we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“no one has to know what we do,” you giggled, placing a kiss against the corner of his mouth and inhaling the smoke. “i’m old enough to keep a secret.”

those last words made him pause for a second. this was immoral and forbidden. if seong gi-hun were ever to find out, their relationship would be ruined forever and you would be disowned, and he could only imagine the look of betrayal on his face. yet you didn’t seem to care in the least bit about what he would think, gingerly rubbing your thighs together at the feeling of him leaking out of you and touching the area where he bit you. it drew his attention, finally turning to you and admiring the mark sunken into your skin, looking almost proud of it like art on a clean canvas. 

“i don’t want you sleeping with some other stupid boys when you go back.”

“hm, only if you promise that this won’t be the last time and that you also don’t fuck anyone else while i’m gone.”

“you know, i can’t promise that. we were lucky to not get caught this time, but who’s to say there will be a next time?”

“well, then i’ll go back to university and have sex with whoever i want, then you can do the same—”

“oh, shut up,” he scolded, pinching your cheeks to pull you towards him and kissing you possessively as if he could consume you whole by it. you were glad to reciprocate, allowing him to climb back on top of you while your arms wrapped around his neck. “fine, as long as you keep your word.”

he said it like he didn’t really want to continue this, like he was conceding to your demands and was merely tolerating you with better things to do, but the thinly veiled desperate need in his words and actions was clearer than glass to you. not that you minded, it was all working out just how you wanted it to.

[anomnum]

on the topic of batfamily stuff, i've seen a couple people gripe about how unrealistic many fanon interpretations of them are, and how they always seem to ditch some of the flaws in order to have fluffy domestic moments. and, i mean, they aren't wrong. but, also, i think that's partly the point. we have a lot of broken and dysfunctional families in the real world, and it's nice to step away from that, even if it's only for a little while.

and i don't mean to say that we shouldn't be using and dealing with these real-world problems in our fictional worlds - that would be stupid. i think some of the best stories out there are the ones that tackle genuine character flaws, or deal with the many realistic issues that we can all feel sympathetic and understanding towards. after all, that's part of the reason so many of us became invested in the batfamily dc presented us with.

but, sometimes, we just want something nice and fluffy, without all the pain. sometimes, we don't want to watch a father make mistake after mistake, or watch siblings try to murder each other, or watch families crumble apart. sometimes, we just want to see a happy dad, with the occasional happy husband or wife, and his happy army of kids. sometimes, we just wanna get away from the real world for a little bit, and embrace the happiness we don't always get to experience in it. and i don't really get what's wrong with enjoying that.

so don't let anyone that your happy fluffy magical fix-it au isn't valid, or that the fact you ignore the occasional character flaw for the sake of a peaceful domestic moment makes you wrong. go draw your batfam cuddling on the couch during a rainy night, or write a story about the justice league meeting a bunch of kids that call bruce their dad. don't feel bad about leaving the darker, grittier stories to the ones who like to write and draw those.

idk man, just do what makes you happy. if writing unrealistically fluffy domestic moments for a fictional family of adopted vigilantes is what that is, then go for it.

[curlyfriesgalore]

I AM FREAKING OUT IN THE TAGS AAAH!!! op the angles you chose are so cinematic. i really love the linework!!! the brush you specifically used, and the way you vary the thickness is AMAZING. argh that transition from old swan to young swan… so beautiful. ouh and the TEXT PLACEMENT. absolute cinema. so many thoughts about swansea down below...

No way gang, I finally finished the animatic yayyy, clap if u care :3.

After 2 months of hard work I finally finished my wife's animatic, ily Swansea. There are a lot of easter eggs if yall wanna catch em all (UwU)

[jewelsli]

The Batkids all think that Bruce follows his no-kill-code extremely closely while Jason and like… most of them have broken it. Oh how wrong they are.

Especially before Dick was adopted the Bat regularly killed, he hades being judge jury and executioner but he sees the need to on many occasions. When Dick came along all bright and happy (and very very angry) he made up some baloney about not killing anyone so the kid wouldn’t off half of the Gotham rogues should he get the chance.

While none of the Batkids really know about this most of Gotham does, they just think that the civilians are mixing unsolved murderers(that are all a result of Bruce) and the Bats scariness and general antisocial tendencies up.

But Gotham is right, the Bat will kill those that he seems unredeemable, and while he doesn’t try to do it often, the numbers have gotten terrifying for the criminal world over time. When no colorful sidekicks are around the Bat hits harder and faster, and no matter what ANYONE says yes he CAN and WILL use a gun on you. People who traffick metas, children, and people in general find their leaders gone with not even a speck of blood on the scene(he doesn’t usually kill the workers unless they continue).

As for why he doesn’t kill the rogues? He’s TRIED many times to kill the worst of them, but somehow the joker just keeps coming back??? Besides he knows some of them aren’t all bad(Harley, ivy, and dent). The biggest factor though is that then his kids would know, and he wants to try and keep what little respect for him so they don’t go on a murder spree (again, yea Jason we are talking about you).

Bonus:

Bruce, on truth serum and not happy about it:

Jason, who want to mess with him: So B, tell me why I should be following your no-kill rule (they had already asked many more questions and he had never been given a straight answer to this before)

Bruce: I honestly don’t care if you do

Dick: Wait wha-

Bruce, continuing: You’ve proven that when you aren’t on a rampage you only kill when absolutely necessary, and I don’t see a problem with that.

Jason:… I guess that makes sense-

Bruce: Besides I’ve killed for less

Batfam:

Batfam:

Tim: Bruce what the fu-

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Happy Family

🇺🇸Pairing(s)🇺🇸→Chris Evans x Single Dad reader ⚠️CW⚠️→no warnings, just fluff. The kid is adopted by the way. 🇺🇸Rating🇺🇸→ Fluff 🇺🇸Requested🇺🇸→ Yes

🇺🇸Word Count🇺🇸→ 1.1k

🇺🇸Summary🇺🇸→ You and Chris have been dating for a year, but you were scared of how Chris would react to you having a child. Long story short, you two are now married.

C/N: Child name

Couldn't find a good GIF of him now so here's a pic.

Today was the day, it should’ve been a wondrous feeling, but you only felt dread. Anxiety rushed through your veins as the time to introduce your boyfriend, Chris Evans, to your adopted son/daughter drew near. You hoped he wouldn’t leave you like the others before him. 

You can remember the day you first met him. 

It's been two months since you broke up with your ex-boyfriend after finding out he cheated. You thought he was the one after he loved meeting your son/daughter and he was just an amazing person overall. He proved you wrong in a matter of a few minutes.

The cafe was modestly quiet, with people coming in and ordering their drinks and an assortment of sweets. You were moping at one of the tables in the corner, drinking a cup of coffee. You still weren’t over your ex and cried softly so as not to draw attention to yourself. 

Then he came into your view. 

You were sniffling softly with your head buried in your arms until you heard a chair screeching across from you. Someone was sitting across the table. “You okay? I couldn’t help but notice you crying.” A deep voice said, looking up to see who it was, you were smacked across the face by how handsome the man was. 

He had an oval face with a wide forehead, well balanced with the glasses complimenting his features. A notable facial feature would be the man’s facial hair. It looked bushy but well-maintained with hints of grey hairs along the brown. He had slicked-back hair that went back to the top of his nape. 

You then realize you’ve been staring for too long. “Y-yeah… I’m okay, just going through things,” you replied while looking away until the flustered feeling went away. You then hear him let out a deep chuckle, only causing you to blush in return. A hot man decides to come and speak when you’re not looking your best… you just wanted to die.

“You don’t look good, it's usually good to talk to others when something is wrong. My name is Chris, Chris Evans, by the way.” Now you know the name of this stranger, Chris Evans, and it fits perfectly with him. You were hesitant about talking to Chris, but he looked trustworthy so you began talking with him.

Chris listened to everything– besides you having a kid– and gave his opinions. It all boiled down to, “It wasn’t your fault and you shouldn’t feel like you did anything wrong.” and other things. Those words coming from him made you smile.

From that day forward, you two always met at the cafe until Chris gave you his number. You then started hanging out and doing various things together, and that’s how you started developing feelings. You refrained from telling Chris these feelings, not wanting to ruin the friendship dynamic, and you doubted a man like Chris was gay or bisexual.

“I was wondering if you would like to go out with me, like an actual date.” 

That sent earthquakes rumbling through your world. Your heart fluttered with happiness and you agreed to the date. After you both went on dates, your son/daughter could notice your old self returning. They began asking questions and poking for answers, maybe since they were a child and could see everything.

After numerous dates, Chris made it official, asking you to be his boyfriend. You got excited and jumped into Chris’s arms. You smile when you feel Chris’s large arms wrapping around your body, pulling you closer into his embrace. 

That leads to the situation now.

You weren’t sure how Evans would react, but he always talked about wanting kids—even if they were adopted since you both are men. Chris was passionate but said, “Only if you’re ready.” It's now or never, either way, Evans was going to find out one way or another.

Evans was asked to come to your house to talk about something important. He felt his heart drop, thinking that you wanted to break up with him but he pushed those thoughts aside. When he arrived at your place; he was met with you sitting on the couch with a young child on the side, kicking their legs before looking up and smiling.

“Are you my dad’s boyfriend? You won’t leave?” the kid said as they ran up, circling him as they inspected him. Chris felt his smile falter at the end of what the kid said. He remembers you telling him what happened with your last relationship. He wasn’t going to be like your ex.

You began explaining everything to Chris, saying how they’re adopted, likes and dislikes, and other things. “This is c/n. They’re my adopted son/daughter.” Chris smiled, his heart swelling as he gave his hand out and introduced himself. 

Chris was an amazing father. He showed your child the love they needed, took them places, and gave them the things they wanted when you couldn’t provide. He also reprimanded them when they acted bad or did something. Overall, he was an amazing parent.

You have so many memories now, seeing Chris carrying C/n on his shoulders, pictures of them at amusement parks, beaches, aquariums, etc. Now, it seems like you have the family you always wanted, but you’re not husbands… yet.

“Will you marry me?” Chris said as he got on one knee and pulled out a ring. C/n was throwing rose petals as Chris was giving his proposal speech. Tears start welding in your eyes.  Chris looked handsome like this, wearing a suit, every part of him groomed.

“Yes, I will.” You said as tears rolled down your face while Chris put the ring on your finger. You examine it before hugging Evans, his large hands stroking your back.

“I have two dads now!”

XX(Timeskip 3 years)XX

Every part of your body was hurting. Your damn boss was working you to the bone, which you’ll probably complain about in your resignation letter. When you opened the door, you were met with the sight of Chris sleeping on the couch. 

Next to him was c/n sleeping as well. They must have been watching a Disney movie before falling asleep. You smiled, putting your stuff down, walking to the two, and kissing them on the forehead.

“I love you both.”

THE END

A/n: hello, my strawberries! Round two of fics beginning this year! At this rate, I’ll maybe be done in June or July. Very special thanks to @sagethegaywitch

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[beifong-brainrot]

I might talk about it myself at some point, but I feel like if Suyin was a man, she'd be heralded as one of the best characters in the series.

Yeah I can see that, or she'd at least be treated more kindly. Though I think I could say that about a lot of female characters, like Korra.

As for Suyin being a beloved character if she were a male character, well, Iroh from atla is well regarded as a great character, an amazing father figure and a wholesome mentor figure. And I love Iroh, but we forget that he is an established war criminal who killed tons of Ba Sing Se citizens. And remember, it was when Zuko was 11. Zuko is 16 years old in atla. Iroh was a fullblown violent colonizer like 5 years before the show started and we talk about how wonderful it is that he became redeemed by *checks notes* enabling his misguided nephew and doing the bare minimum to stop a fourth genocide his country has committed.

Suyin acted out as a 16 year old and spent almost the next 30 years bettering herself yet we still act like she's the devil for wanting a relationship with her sister.

Iroh encouraged Zuko to 'take down' his 14 year old niece who is being used as by the adult fascists around her, without ever trying to reason with her.

Meanwhile Suyin's grown ass adopted daughter decided to become a fascist with seemingly no pressure from the outside, attempted to dissuade Kuvira several times, and only resorted to 'taking Kuvira down' when Kuvira actively threatened Suyin's home, family and people.

Suyin definetly has traits that align with many respected and beloved male characters. Father characters who struggle to do the right thing and don't always know how to care for the kid in their care are often beloved. Brothers who have difficult relations with their siblings are recognised as complex, even if they have moments of assholery. Men who do the wrong thing for the right reason (in Suyin and Boromir's cases it was desperation to protect their home from an invasion good for them.) are sympathised with and often treared as tragic.

Suyin carries similarities to beloved characters in the Avatar franchise, like the aforementioned Iroh, but she seldom gets the accolades they do. Part of me theorises that this boils down to the inherent femininity of Suyin's character.

Suyin is, arguably, the first character in the franchise whose role as a mother is central to her character who is directly active in the story. While Ursa, Kya the og, Naoki and Yasuko are casually hanging out in the fridge, and Poppy, Pema and Senna are on the sidelines, Suyin is a proud tiger mom who is often right alongside the main cast.

Suyin's role as a mother is important, not just to her, as it is one of the 'titles' she gives herself, but also to all the storylines surrounding her. The main reason the Krew stayed in Zaofu in the first place is because Suyin was a protective mom who was nervous about letting her daughter leave home to join a different culture. Her relationship to Kuvira and Baatar Jr is a centerpiece in their storylines.

Now, this may be a shocker to the genral public, but mothers are, like all humans, complex. But I find that often, mothers in media are either placed upon a pedestal, or made out to be complete villains (this is also probably why Ursa is such a contentious character btw).

We often see mother figures either being presented as these saint-like beings of pure devotion and unconditional love, or as manipulative, abusive and downright monstrous (a lot of horror movies use motherhood and mothers for a reason)

And when it comes to these archetypes, Suyin is... neither. She is a mother who cares for her children, but has her flaws in how she raises them. She seems overly protective, and wants to keep her family close, she wasn't equipped to deal with caring for a child like Kuvira. But she was caring, she was loving, she was supportive of her children (and other kids in general), she opened her home to a child in need. I think we often act like a mother is meant to instinctively know how to parent perfectly, but that is just not the case. Mothers, especially mothers like Suyin, who have their own boatload of trauma will make mistakes.

But, since Suyin obviously isn't a perfect mother/mother figure, she is immediately moved to the other side of the spectrum and presented as a bad mother, particularly to Kuvira. Which feels objectively false. Suyin wasn't a perfect mother figure to Kuvira, I'll give you that much, but it is shown to us in flashbacks that Suyin was doing her best to reach Kuvira in a gentle way thay doesn't violate her boundaries. And these are Kuvira's flashbacks, so there's little possibility for there to be bias from Su in there.

And I genuinely feel like if Suyin were a male character, we would feel like she'd done enough. But because we have such high expectations of mothers, we berate Suyin and brand her an evil, sometimes even abusive mother to Kuvira.

And this is all before Suyin actually tried anything against Kuvira, which she only did after asking Kuvira multiple times to stand down and being threatened with an imminent attack.

This dichotomy isn't a new thing and it also strikes Suyin in her youth too. Teenage boys who act out or 'rebel' in media are often coddled and carefully guided back onto the beaten path. But teen girls are rarely afforded the same luxury.

I strongly remember the indiscriminate hatered towards Chloe Price from Life is Strange for the grave crime of being an emotional teenage girl dealing with a bunch of shit. But we can even look at Avatar's very own Katara and Korra and how fandom treated them. Bryan Konietzko said it best:

"I was surprised at anything, it may have been that it seemed like people were less willing to let Korra make mistakes than they were with Aang"

[I notice that this phenomenon seems to be especially prevolent with characters who are on the darker side than the others, but Mai and Azula also get similar hate in similar quantities so you really can't get away from it.]

Society hates teen girls with a passion. And sixteen year old Suyin acting out is an excellent excuse to pile hate on her. Despite the fact that 'had trouble with the law' is an extremely normal backstory for a male character. I strongly remember getting a bitchy ask in which the anon called Su a 'pick-me' and 'spoilt and entitled', and a 'teenager who deserved to be reprimanded'. Instead of, you know, a kid who wanted friends because her mom wasn't around and her sister was mean to her. God forbid girls do anything 🙄

This takes me back to the idea that the reason Suyin is so disliked is because she embodies two tropes that often draw unreasonable amounts of ire- the imperfect mother and the rebellious teen girl. Furthermore, Suyin's role as a matriarch of a clan, someone who travelled, and a more 'spiritual' person, may make those who bought into the whole Jordan Peterson raised "chaotic feminine" bullshit feel uneasy.

She also subverts our expectations of the character archetypes we expect her to embody. She is a mother of 5 + 1 Kuvira, yet she is not domestic, and seems to be more in charge in the relationship, not being the 'tradiotional' mother or wife, yet defining herself with these labels anyway. On the flipside, she is a political leader, but she heavily values family and home over personal ambition.

Suyin embodies a lot of what we've been taught to find 'bad' - annoying, disingenuous, or downright malicious. But in male characters these traits could very well be celebrated. But Suyin is a character who is very intriguing and compelling as she is and it is a shame that it feels like so much hate comes from people not being familiar/comfortable with characters like her.

[idratherstayinside6]

Ok so I am on my period and my cramps HURT LIKE FUCKING HELL. So I'll do a Hazbin hotel skit.

(P.S I'm not a great writer.)

Vaggie and Charlie are peacefully sitting in the lobby couch when the front door opens to reveal Carmilla had come in.

Vaggie got up from her seat and walked over to Carmila and began speaking.

Vaggie:"Wha-... Carmilla what are you doing here? Training isn't until Sunday."

Carmilla:"I know, I just wanted you to sign this."

Carmilla pulled out a random packet with neat writing on it. It looked like a consent form but honestly nobody cares enough to read it. Vaggie reached for it and glanced at where she had to sign.

Vaggie:"What is it for? We've done practice a bunch of times, I don't think I need to sign anything for if you harm me or whatever."

Carmilla:"It's something different. Don't worry too much about it."

Vaggie:"Alright?"

She said suspiciously as if Carmilla was planning something. She picked up a pen and wrote on the nearest flat surface there was. She wrote her signature nearly on the dotted line and gave it back to Carmilla.

Vaggie:"Here you go, I guess.."

Carmila:"Thank you Vaggie. By the way, I'm having another kid."

Vaggie:"Oh? Congrats?"

Carmilla:"It's you."

Vaggie:"What."

Carmilla showed Vaggie the packet where it said 'I give consent to Carmilla Carmine to adopt me' extra extra. Vaggie looked confused and questioned everything that she had just said.

Carmilla walked out the door and disappeared in a matter of seconds. Vaggie stood there and had so many unanswered questions.

Vaggie:"How? Why? Huh..?"

Carmilla:"I have to go now to assist your now sisters."

Vaggie:"But I'm so confused.. Can you even do that? I'm a grown adult how?"

Carmilla:"Don't worry about it, hija."

Vaggie:"huh..."

Okay that's it. I hoped you enjoyed the small skit on how Carmilla adopted Vaggie.

[light-the-spark-of-dawn]

Jason Todd was That Kid who would stay up all night reading if no one stopped him- and he was also sneaky enough to hide his book and pretend to be asleep when Alfred or Bruce checked on him. Unfortunately, this usually meant that he ended up cranky and tired during the day- and his nighttime patrols as Robin only made things worse.

Most parents would simply confiscate the book and flashlight. But most parents didn't have kids who were adopted street rats. It had taken far longer for Jason to become comfortable in the Manor than it had for Dick, and neither Bruce nor Alfred wanted to undo that progress by taking away his possessions, even if it was temporary and for his own good.

Hilariously, the solution came in the form of Hal, Ollie, and Barry all falling asleep during a Justice League meeting while Bruce was reading off a report. Even Clark and Diana were starting to doze off toward the end. And not a single one of them were even the slightest bit apologetic about it.

"Sorry Spooky, but I don't have the willpower to stay awake through your speeches."

"I have an accelerated attention span, so you might only have been talking for twenty minutes but for me it's more like three hours. And my blood sugar is starting to crash."

"This meeting could and should have been an email."

"To be fair, it was a very dry report."

"You have a nice voice, Bruce. But we can only listen to it for so long."

Incorrigible menaces, the whole lot of them. He missed the days when his fellow heroes were too intimidated to talk back to him. Still, his friends' irreverence gave Bruce an idea. He returned to the manor and went to check on his son. Sure enough, there was light peeking out from beneath his bedroom door. "Can I come in, chum? I know you're awake."

"...how'd you know?"

"I'm Batman." Even through the closed door, Bruce can feel Jason's judgmental look. "And even a little bit of light is pretty noticeable in a dark hallway."

"Damn. Alright, come in."

The hinges creak as Bruce pushes open the door. Jason is sitting up in his bed, with a thick book on his lap and flashlight in hand. His face is expressionless, but Batman's careful eye notes the slight tension in the boy's posture.

Bruce pulls Jason's desk chair over and sits next to the bed. "So, what're you reading?"

Jason tilts the book upward to show the cover of The Complete Works of William Shakespeare.

"Huh. I thought you preferred prose."

"I do." Jason shrugged. "But Othello was interesting enough when we read it in class, so I figured I'd give some of the other plays a shot."

"I see. So which one are you reading now?"

"Julius Caesar."

"Ah I had to read that for my eighth grade English class. Alfred told me then that Shakespeare sounds better when read out loud." Bruce pointed at the book. "Mind if I have a crack at it? I have it on good authority that I have a nice voice."

"Who said that??" Jason looks skeptical but still hands over the book.

"Wonder Woman." Bruce flicks on Jason's desk lamp so he can see the letters, leans back in the chair, and begins to read, "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars..."

As Bruce reads the lines of iambic pentameter in a slow, steady cadence, Jason's eyelids begin to droop. Before long, he's fast asleep, and doesn't stir when Bruce stops reading and tucks a bookmark between the pages, when he sets the book down on the desk and turns off the lamp, or even when the hinges creak as he closes the door behind him.

Just in case though, Bruce waits in the hallway for several minutes to see if Jason's flashlight comes back on. Thankfully, there is only darkness. Bruce breathes a sigh of relief, then jumps at Alfred's sudden quiet whisper.

"Quite the performance, Master Bruce. Though I do think the Bard would consider it a tad underwhelming."

"Well," Bruce chuckled. "you told me once that an actor should play to his crowd, and my audience was one boy who needed to sleep."

"An unorthodox interpretation of my lesson, but if it encourages Master Jason towards healthier sleeping habits, I think it is a lesson applied well." Alfred nudges Bruce's elbow gently, guiding him along the hallway toward his own bedroom. "Now, do follow his example and get some rest. Or else I shall have to recite Pericles, and nobody wants that."

[starry-bi-sky]

MMMM twins au with danny and dan except its og TUE timeline danny and dan

ok okay i neeeeed o write this down and share it before i explode buT. as the title says. twins danny and dan (who im going to be calling James/Jamie bc i cannot express how much i despise the name dan) where, instead of disappearing into the ghost zone after he's separated from danny's body, Dan rips out Vlad's ghost half, tears THAT in half, and fuses one half with himself and the other with Danny.

Shit happens, and BOOM. Two morally ambiguous and perhaps slightly murderous demonic twins from hell. Daniel James Fenton and his Twin WHose Always Been Here What Are You Talking About :) James Daniel Fenton. They are both depressed, lonely, and one bad day from becoming a mass extinction event :)

this is because i got grabbed by the hair today and dragged into the SVSS fandom screaming and the fanart of Shen Jiu/Shen Yuan/Shen Quingqiu (????) with his fan entranced me. Ice Prince Core is my favorite thing so naturally i have to implant that onto my favorite blorbos ever :)

After the Incident, both their appearances changed and they're practically identical to each other. Sorta. They both have heterochromia and salt-and-pepper hair. But Danny has one green eye and one blue eye and white hair with black streaks, while Jamie has one blue eye and one green eye and black hair with white streaks. I'm iving them both long hair, for funsies <3

nobody can tell them apart, they keep getting confused on whose who and frankly the mix-match hair and eyes make it worse not better asjd. they're horrifically codependent. please do not separate :)

and because i must. im pulling a blood blossom/tales of the passerine and giving them to pre-robin batman. batman and his terrifying demon(??) twins. nobody is quite sure if they're human or not, and the scourge of gotham are a little too terrified to ask.

(they dont HAVE to go to batman while he's pre-robin. however. i think its much funnier that way bc gotham isn't use to A) Batman having kids, and B) Batman having TERRIFYING kids yet. think of all the new fun rumors)

they both use war fans while they're out, and neither of them use their ghost forms because they at least have the remaining empathy to know that they're more likely to murder someone accidentally as a ghost :). Ghost form is for fellow mythicals and Functionally Immortals Only! Not for Squishy Humans.

Jamie: murder. bloodshed. revengggee Bruce: no. no. Justice. peace!! hope! Danny: bittinngggg. blooood. ^-^

They're honestly not bad kids they're just horrifically traumatized two halves of a whole that can never be reunited ever again :).

idk what their vigilante names are but i do know that the underground refer to them in horrified whispers as 'the twins'. this all stemmed from the desperate and sudden urge to see Danny and Jamie, as their vigilante selves, hiding the lower half of their faces with fans and looking terrifyingly judgmental while they do it <333

[mackthecheesy]

heres my take on "what if danny phantom met bruce wayne"

[magicpiano]

One thing that I think most 'Tim joins the batfam early' fics miss is that Tim, a very intelligent and independent child who has been doing a dangerous hobby for years, would hate being adopted actually. All the new rules meant to keep him safe? At best annoying, at worst he feels like he is in prison.

To Tim, he just lost his freedom, privacy, and independence, no matter how good the batfam is in reality.

"I need to tell you when I am leaving the house, where I am going and how long I will be gone? The bare minimum parents typically ask from their middle school aged children? No."

Normal good responsible parenting would be torture for Tim.

[jrueships]

r u the grew up poor never being able to buy the little things in life u always wanted as a kid so now u buy whatever little thing u want as an adult and struggle with saving for the big mandatory thing,

or the grew up poor never being able to buy the little things in life u always wanted as a kid so now u just never buy anything small bcs u had to learn to live without it and constantly try to save for the next big thing in 500 yrs

[tricoufamily]

visiting the hometown

(want everyone to know this edit came to me in a dream and i changed the lore just to do it)

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Me: this one will be a slow burn I think

Eddie Diaz: no actually i need to tell him i love him immediately

[bonefall]

If Pinestar was the Mi of his kits, why didn’t he try to take any of them with him when he left? Like Brightsky keeping some of her litter. He knew how the clans were, he was specifically leaving to get away from it, why did he choose to leave his children behind?

It wasn't a choice. Brightsky gave birth in the home she bolted to; Pinestar wasn't going to be allowed to take his children unless he snuck out with them.

He wishes he did something, when he sees what became of his son. But he tried to be brave when he left, announcing that he would not be coming back, and where he would be going.

He thought that was the right thing to do. Unfortunately, no one else appreciated it the way he hoped they would.

If he DID though, ThunderClan would not have allowed that. They see it as kidnapping. Being Mi doesn't mean you're allowed to do literally anything you want, especially if you do have a Ba involved.

In cases of handoffs (surrogacy, secret halfclan kits being given to their other parent, etc) it's actually SUPER important you do it before 1 moon, so you can pass the disappearance off as a fading kit. There are no funerals thrown for fading kits besides the Mi and any Ba quietly burying the body, so this is the time where you smuggle the baby out.

So you need all the Ba on board with such a handoff, in addition. Cloudtail is an example of that actually! When Brightheart surrogates, he is fully aware of how many are ACTUALLY faders and who is receiving their child.

Tigerkit was like 3-ish moons when Pinestar hit da bricks, unfortunately there wasn't a way he could take him along... plus it wouldn't quite make sense with how he was having nightmares about murdering his son.

[dukeofthomas]

Robin Jason makes me so sad because he's the one kid Bruce could have actually stopped from becoming a vigilante.